hi all,, i am currenlty onmaternity leave and have to go back to work in 3 weeks:( my little girl who is 5 months is starting at a day nursery. i would like to know how many people found it hard to hold back the tears so i can prepare myself for the worst! any tips would also be appreciated on how to deal with this

sellotape cocktail umbrellas to your cheeks!:D

My son started nursery at 7 months. Everyone told me that I would cry when I left him but I found that because I was so confident and happy about leaving him there, I wasn't upset at all. It also helps to tell yourself what your child is gaining from being there - chance to form relationships, social confidence, access to new and interesting toys etc.

Good luck

I cried when they started nursery and school and on the 18th of May I will cry again as my last son leaves school at 16.

You never get used to it, so make sure you have plenty of tissues.

Don't have a child... but I wept like water was going out of fashion when I started!!

What's wrong with crying when you leave your child at nursery....the staff expect it, and are usually very understanding....you won't be the first, and you definitely won't be the last.

My little boy was severely disabled, and it took be a whole term to let him go to nursery (I know it's a different type of nursery) and stay there on his own. That first morning when I put him on the minibus taking him to school, and I wasn't following, I wept buckets.....it was one of the hardest things at that time I had ever done.

No. But suggest you usher any weepy parents out of the nursery/school as quickly as possible - as distressed parents create distress in their children, and then you have to cope with everyone crying!

My goddness, I was just talking about this with my sister-in-law the other day. My little nephew is growing up so quickly. It's very sad when you just feel time flying by as your child grows up.

If you get a chance, listen to 'Slipping through my fingers' by Abba (The visitors). It's all about this subject and is guaranteed to have you wailing and upset.

What joy!

Shed all my tears walking home after I dropped my lad off at nursery for the first time, must have looked a right lemon but to be honest I didn't care who saw me.
Cried buckets when he left nursery to go to "Big School", I'd had a hard time getting anyone to help me recognise that my son had a problem (ADHD) and the Head of nursery fought my corner with my GP, health visitor, etc.
This remarkable woman gave up her own time freely to come to assessments and appointments with us to reinforce our opinion and give her own opinions that my son needed help until finally we got to see a specialist and he was diagnosed.
So of course, I was the one feeling very emotional as we said goodbye to that wonderful woman and the other nursery staff.

I never cried when I left any of my kids at day nursery but I cried when I wrote the cheque for £700 a month for 2 babies to attend and that was 1996...!!

The first time I actually cried about them was when my eldest was ill and they had to call me at work to say he wasn't well and could I arrange to collect him....that was all it needed to make me resign from my job and I have been at home with my children (now have 3) ever since !!!!!!!!!


I personally couldn't bear to pay someone £700 a month for the privilege of watching MY beloved children grow up!!

I returned part-time once they went to school though as didn't like the 'empty room syndrome'!

Originally posted by Shiesh
I never cried when I left any of my kids at day nursery but I cried when I wrote the cheque for £700 a month for 2 babies to attend and that was 1996...!!

The first time I actually cried about them was when my eldest was ill and they had to call me at work to say he wasn't well and could I arrange to collect him....that was all it needed to make me resign from my job and I have been at home with my children (now have 3) ever since !!!!!!!!!


I personally couldn't bear to pay someone £700 a month for the privilege of watching MY beloved children grow up!!

I returned part-time once they went to school though as didn't like the 'empty room syndrome'!

You forgot to mention that the kids cried when you went to pick them up.... :D

I remember crying the first day I ever went to school. My Mom took me for a look around one day the term before I started; I had a whale of a time in the sandpit, dressing up box etc, and I cried when I had to come home! :( I was eleven at the time, I never did live it down.....

K x

eeeee lad and you still like to dress up don't yah???? :P

The day our boy set sail for his first full day at school was long after he'd been diagnosed & pigeonholed as being Special Needs.

(Autistic Spectrum).

He had been allocated a place in mainstream nursery with a specialist Special Needs unit.
F A N T A S T I C :clap:

He was to travel by local authority transport.

One sunny September morning a taxi turned up with 2 people we didn't know from Adam (or Eve).
We willingly let our boy, our only son, our PRIDE and JOY, our little pickle, get into this strange car with these strange people & be driven off.


Cry?



. . . I could have killed myself.

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My advice for you when yours go?

Cry your heart out. Let it pour.
Then,
when your most prescious little thing in-the-whole-world-ever comes home show them and tell them how much you missed them.
Never ever hide your emotions from your child.

Always ask them how their day was.
Be interested.
Ask them what made them happy.
Ask what made them sad.
Find out who their best friend is. This changes daily.
Make sure they are happy.

Don't ever get mad at something that's upset your bairn.
However much it hurts you.
They'll stop confiding in you.
Explain why it happened and how to avoid a repeat.
Reinforce the safety & love of home.



Enjoy the priviledge of moulding & developing a real human being that has the future of the world in their controll.





:thumbsup: DK

owwww, that's a reight movin' story!! sniffle sniffle :cry:

Originally posted by Don_Kiddick
The day our boy set sail for his first full day at school was long after he'd been diagnosed & pigeonholed as being Special Needs. (Autistic Spectrum).

He had been allocated a place in mainstream nursery with a specialist Special Needs unit.
F A N T A S T I C :clap:

He was to travel by local authority transport.

One sunny September morning a taxi turned up with 2 people we didn't know from Adam (or Eve).
We willingly let our boy, our only son, our PRIDE and JOY, our little pickle, get into this strange car with these strange people & be driven off.


Cry?



. . . I could have killed myself.

========================================

My advice for you when yours go?

Cry your heart out. Let it pour.
Then,
when your most prescious little thing in-the-whole-world-ever comes home show them and tell them how much you missed them.
Never ever hide your emotions from your child.

Always ask them how their day was.
Be interested.
Ask them what made them happy.
Ask what made them sad.
Find out who their best friend is. This changes daily.
Make sure they are happy.

Don't ever get mad at something that's upset your bairn.
However much it hurts you.
They'll stop confiding in you.
Explain why it happened and how to avoid a repeat.
Reinforce the safety & love of home.

Enjoy the priviledge of moulding & developing a real human being that has the future of the world in their controll.

:thumbsup: DK

Don_Kiddick - simply fantastic!

PS Oh good, I've now found the box of tissues at last!